(Fiddle solo; banjo strummed) 
Oh the preacher got drunk He throwed his Bible down Told his congregation that he���s Alabama bound. 
CHORUS: Alabama bound, Alabama bound If that train breaks down I’ve got a mule to ride. (Hee-haw hee-haw) 
I went to the levee, There I learned to skin. Well I made good money, But I throwed it in. 
CHORUS: Alabama bound, Alabama bound If that train breaks down I’ve got a mule to ride. (Hee-haw hee-haw) 
(Fiddle solo; banjo strummed) 
If your woman leaves you, Don���t you wear no black. One of these cold frosty mornings, She���ll come hobblin��� back. 
CHORUS: Alabama bound, Alabama bound. If that train breaks down I’ve got a mule to ride. Got a mule to ride, Got a mule to ride. *And I don���t ask nothing For a mule to ride. 
Well I���ve had a good time, That I���ll agree. But you see what booze, Has done for me. 
CHORUS: Alabama bound, Alabama bound If that train breaks down I’ve got a mule to ride. (Hee-haw hee-haw) 
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